There are no happy endings.

What is dead may never die, but rises again, stronger and harder.

Small men oft feel a need to prove their courage with unseemly boasts," he declared. "I doubt if he could kill a duck." Tyrion shrugged. "Fetch the duck.

The brightest flame casts the darkest shadow.

Let him grow taller,she asked the gods.Let him know sixteen, and twenty, and fifty. Let him grow as tall as his father, and hold his own son in his arms. Please, please, please.

Has my tale turned you speechless? Come, curse me or kiss me or call me a liar. Something.

Her lord father had taught her never to steal, but it was growing harder to remember why.